Lu Tingxiao then asked, "How long more?"
Ning Xi pondered. "Ten...no, five minutes! I'll be very quick!"
Then, because she was afraid Ling Zhizhi would be anxiously waiting, she quickly got up and prepared to leave. Because the tub was too slippery, she lost her footing and fell into Lu Tingxiao's arms again.
"Aiyo! Lu Tingxiao, what's that that's so hard on you?"
Lu Tingxiao grunted from her weight falling onto him and then stopped her hand that kept feeling around. He then said through gritted teeth, "What do you think?"
"It's...it can't be...still in an upward position since just now, can it?"
Lu Tingxiao's gaze was like the lava from an apocalyptic volcano, staring at her with heated eyes. The answer was already very obvious.
"You're different"...
"You're special"...
"Wait for me, I'll come back to help you"...
Obviously, this brat did not realize what these words that she had simply thrown out had meant to him.
